Inside the main hall, a fist-sized Sword Pill, flickering with white light, hovered in mid-air, letting out a sharp whistle.

Jiang Yi stood his ground, glancing sideways at Qiao Yu.

After many days in seclusion, the girl in green was wreathed in a diffuse golden qi. Her Merit had clearly advanced, and a condensed vermilion dot, like a floral forehead marking, was faintly visible between her brows.

A smile blossomed on Jiang Yi’s face.

"This Divine Fire Avatar of mine has only reached Small Success. It’s nothing compared to Sword Maiden Qiao’s Sword Qi Thunder Sound."

Qiao Yu’s eyes crinkled with a smile. ’Young Monarch Jiang is such a smooth talker,’ she thought.

She clasped her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, and a curious light shone in her bright eyes.

"To gather the Great Medicine of the Six Harmonies and condense Supreme-grade True Qi... that is a truly extraordinary achievement.

Your Magical Power must be dozens, perhaps even over a hundred times greater than that of other Cultivators at the same Realm."

Jiang Yi smiled without a word, his wide sleeves billowing as he slowly strode out of the main hall.

With a flicker of his Divine Sense, he released his True Qi from the crown of his head. The surrounding world seemed to be saturated by it as five colors swirled and lights flared and died, like a mighty river overflowing its banks, exuding a vast, majestic power.

"Above the First Grade, where no further progress is possible, is what’s known as Supreme-grade."

A strange light rippled in Qiao Yu’s eyes. Even in Lun Jian Xuan, a hundred and twenty thousand years ago, such a cultivation achievement would have been unparalleled in the world.

Having stepped into the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Layer and comprehended fire-elemental laws, Jiang Yi had already consolidated thirty-seven percent of his Cultivation, signifying he had completely subdued the True Dragon Sha.

He stood silently on the front terrace, his aquamarine Daoist Robe fluttering loudly in the wind. A wisp of deep black Killing Power suddenly rose, shot toward the high heavens, and then abruptly spread out.

It was his most frequently used technique, the Great Hand Seal!

This giant grappling palm, manifested from Killing Power, stretched into the sky. It slowly flipped over, scattering the drifting clouds, and covered an area of dozens of miles, threatening to blot out the sun and sky.

Jiang Yi recalled when he was just a Mortal Servant on the Qianji Sect’s Red Flame Peak. He had personally witnessed Liu Huan, a cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Layer, move Sewing Peak with a single hand. The sight had filled him with both awe and longing.

Now, his Magical Power surpassed Liu Huan’s by more than a hundredfold. If this palm were to press down, it could shatter even the dragon-like mountain roots of the earth’s ley lines.

"This Daoist Skill is useless for an ordinary Cultivator to practice. Only those with immense Magical Power can display its true might."

Having just come out of seclusion and seeing Jiang Yi’s world-shaking aura, Qiao Yu felt the urge to spar.

"Daoist Jiang, please test my sword skills."

With that, she gave a soft cry. The spinning Sword Pill shot out from between her brows and streaked like lightning toward the giant grappling palm!

Like a white rainbow arching across the sky, it pierced through the palm’s center in an instant!

Qiao Yu was originally a Foundation Establishment True Master, but because she had taken an undying divine medicine, she would often forget her past and fall into long periods of slumber. Each time she awoke, she had to expend great effort to recover her Cultivation.

Because of this, her Dao Foundation was as vast as the heavens and as deep as the earth, in no way inferior to the top talents from the Ancestral Sects.

This time, she suppressed her own Realm to fight Jiang Yi at the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Layer, intending to determine a winner.

Qiao Yu’s slender, jade-like fingers formed a Sword Technique. The Sword Pill, having passed through the giant palm as fast as a shooting star, suddenly split into eight beams of sword light!

They fanned out like a peacock’s tail, giving rise to infinite transformations!

The sharp beams of sword light converged and scattered, pulsed and leaped, their movements erratic and unpredictable.

In a mere moment, they had sliced the five-fingered grappling palm to pieces!

"No wonder True Monarch Xu once said that the essence of a Magic’s momentum lies in its transformations. Having immense Magical Power is useless if you can’t pin down your opponent."

The corners of Jiang Yi’s lips curved up slightly. Before he had learned the Five Fires and Seven Beasts Transformation, he might not have had a way to deal with Qiao Yu’s exquisite sword light division.

With a push of his Divine Sense, the Great Hand Seal abruptly disintegrated. Its five fingers, as thick as mountain peaks, transformed into five massive flame dragons made of Magical Power.

Compared to before, these dragon forms were more spiritually agile. They could grow or shrink, ascend or vanish, and they swiftly entangled the brilliant, shuttling beams of sword light.

Scarlet flames billowed and surged, while white rainbows flickered erratically. Neither side could gain the upper hand.

Under the condition that both were in the Qi Cultivation Realm, Qiao Yu naturally couldn’t outlast Jiang Yi, who had condensed Supreme-grade True Qi. If this continued, her defeat was only a matter of time.

The girl in green furrowed her delicate brows. A competitive fire lit within her, and she merged her Heart Spirit with her Sword Pill. The eight beams of sword light suddenly converged into one.

Then, they split apart once more, and this time, sixteen wheels of sword gleam filled the sky!

Infused with Magical Power, the frost-like sword gleams crisscrossed, resembling bright moon discs as they flashed past!

All five Magical Power flame dragons were sliced in two, dissipating like flowing fire and scattering like clouds!

"Sixteen swords from a single breath of qi?"

’As expected of the direct daughter of a True Monarch from Lun Jian Xuan,’ Jiang Yi praised inwardly. ’Her family’s teachings run deep, and her sword skills are superb.’

On the Nanzhan Continent, there was no shortage of those with the True Inheritance of the Sect who were obsessed with the Way of the Flying Sword, such as Lou Zhenxiao of the Taifu Sect.

But those who could truly comprehend sword skills to such a sublime degree, mastering the Separation and Reunion technique and controlling sixteen swords with a single breath, were few and far between.

A Flying Sword already possesses immense Killing Power, and its movements are as swift as lightning, making it extremely difficult to counter.

Qiao Yu executed her exquisite Separation and Reunion sword technique, and sixteen beams of sword gleam attacked in unison. The momentum was incredibly fierce.

Just as expected, the chilling sword light trapped the five Magical Power flame dragons within, spinning rapidly and using golden qi to wear them down.

If he had no other way to counter, Jiang Yi’s defeat was already apparent.

But he remained unhurried. Miss Xiaoqiao’s sword skills were indeed formidable, but with the help of the Celestial Book, he had long since committed the Five Fires and Seven Beasts Transformation to heart.

His Divine Sense stirred, and he channeled his Killing Power again. Several more Magical Power flame dragons lunged toward the sixteen beams of sword light.

Doubt crept into Qiao Yu’s heart. ’Even if Jiang Yi’s Magical Power is nearly infinite, it’s all useless if he can’t break my Separation and Reunion sword technique. Does he really think he can just overpower me with raw Magical Power?’

The girl in green grew wary. She controlled only eight of the sword gleams to slay the Magical Power flame dragons, intending to wait and see what he would do.

But Jiang Yi seemed dead set on his course. No matter how Qiao Yu’s sword light shifted and changed, he simply continued to condense his Magical Power into Jiaoyao Flame Dragons—powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas—to block her attacks.

An hour passed in a flash. The immense and unparalleled True Dragon Killing Power, like molten wax, viscous and scorching hot, tightly enveloped the sword light formed from golden qi, slowly corroding it.